Neither this azure sky nor these shooting stars
Will remain, but thankfully, I am forever yours.
My heart was searching for you.
then sought you out.
With flowers of desire, I have dressed up the brim
In my eyes, I have settled the garden of aspiration
With your beam are the blues and rhythm of my bosom.
Today I deliver to you my heart's admiration.
I shall be yours; accept this plea of an eager youth.
This hue and cry comes from the warmest part
On my body, cheap perfume doesn't come
From a deep root, nor can a pointed spear
Blow away the ultimate truth, today after deepest gloom
The new moon bloomed, straight at me though late
I hope to entertain myself, and may feel its cold dew.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Avery beautiful snap I see as you are narrating your poetree NEITHER THE STARS WILL BE THERE nor will I be as a MOON there yet our love through out the wilderness stare where will you be I where yet the moon in you and sun in me will always be there along with dear Corna virus Hopefully one day it will go too neither the stars nor moon nor corona will be any where neither I or you
Thanks dear poet... Warm wishes for going through this poem...Joyous